His Miracle Luna-the Forsaken Lycan Queen

The Abandoned Lycan Queen Novel 89

Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Third Person's POV

One after another, more and more high-ranking officials from every pack and every glorified warrior, both retired and currently serving, came into the hall, celebrating the great success of reclaiming the northern land.

Pushing through the crowd, Courtney finally arrived, her expression sour and her teeth gritted as she scanned the ground with her blazing, judging eyes.

Her chest was rising and falling heavily with rage after she learned that it was Elena who was being praised by the King and every pack, but what added to fuel her rage into immeasurable fury was hearing the scandal Glenda fell into that spread through the entire kingdom like wildfire.

Seconds after searching through the crowd, her eyes fell on Elena, sitting majestically near the king and prince. Their eyes met, and Courtney's lips instantly pursed into a thin line while Elena's remained empty.

Courtney's feet halted, and her hands fisted on her sides as she contemplated whether to run up there and teach a wanna-be-bitch like Elena a lesson or just turn around.

But seeing how King Desmond and Pricne Deacon were currently on her side, Courtney childishly stamped her foot in annoyance and scanned the crowd once again, looking for Glenda.

"That! I... Aghhh!" She pursed her lips, trying to conceal her anger upon seeing that her son, who was supposed to be receiving glory with his military skill, was sitting on the side with his head bowed down.

"How dare they treat my son like this?" she thought to herself before she took a long stride to approach her son.

you sitting here like a nobody? Where's Glenda? Why isn't she by your side?" Courtney asked, aggravated, looking around for any sign of Glenda, but all to no avail, as she didn't even catch a

didn't come?" Courtney let out a sneer and slammed her hands on the table. "She didn't come? After everything she

now, Courtney's patience was now on the edge of running out. Trying to calm herself, she snatched a glass of champagne from the circulating servers and

and on edge from everything, not to mention the pain in his back, abruptly stood up, his chair scraping loudly against

sharp voice, he spoke, "Leave it,

and with a red face. "What are you all

she dared cursed under her breath when those people probably

quickly followed Bryson, her

Pack, staring remorsefully at her reflection in a small cracked mirror that still had drips of blood from her

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face that was still fresh, a harsh reminder of the consequences she had to face. Grimcing from the pain as, her finger cascaded on

in her mind, silently pushing every blame of

may have won this war, but you're still nothing but a second-hand

formed on her lips before she cracked a sarcastic laugh. "No

ever dare to marry you, no matter how much credit you

head with made-up confidence, she spoke in the mirror, "At least, on this matter, I'll always have the

comfort to her wounded heart after her reputation was utterly damaged. Not to mention how it spread wildly to every

hope, knowing Bryson wouldn't manage to avoid her for long. After all, she

hand and was about to grab